Mia

Like wasn’t a strong enough word for the emotion coursing through my system. I was completely blown away by the amount of thought and effort Christian had put into the purchase. I was thrilled that he’d so obviously had me in mind when choosing the location. But what really got to me was that it showed that he knew me better than I thought...and that he was more accepting of my decision to still work some special projects for Nic than I ever expected. His grand gesture meant everything to me; conquering any doubts I might have had about him or how quickly our relationship was progressing.

“I love it.” I swallowed thickly, clearing my throat so I could get the next words out. “Almost as much as I love you.”

His dark eyes widened, filling with so much joy that my knees turned to jelly, before he swooped down and cupped my face in his hands. “I want to hear those words from you each and every day.” His warm lips pressed against mine, and he breathed the rest of his words against my mouth. “For the rest of my life.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to keep saying them then,” I whispered. “I love you.”

A deep groan rolled up his chest, and he crushed me against his body as his mouth devoured mine. I stumbled backwards until my back bumped against the wall. Christian followed, never breaking our kiss or letting any extra space come between us. Our tongues tangled together, and the kiss quickly turned desperate. Christian’s hands ripped at my shirt, lifting it over my head before yanking my bra from my chest. Then his head dropped low and his lips tugged at my nipple, drawing a moan from me while I clenched my fingers in his thick hair.

“These are mine to suck on. Only mine. Always.”

“Yes,” I hissed out, arching my back as I felt each tug of his lips all the way to my drenched core.

Even while he moved his mouth to the other side, he unfastened my jeans with one hand and lowered them down my legs so I could step out of them. Multi-tasking at its finest, except I was falling behind on the job because I hadn’t gotten a single piece of clothing off his gorgeous body yet. Reaching down, I gripped the back of his shirt, pulled it upwards, and tossed it on the floor.

Instead of returning to my breasts, he dropped to his knees and his mouth drifted lower. He nibbled at my stomach, his tongue circling my belly button before heading lower and trailing across the edge of my panties. His fingers gripped my hips as he tilted his head to lock his eyes with mine. “Every inch of your beautiful body is mine, most especially this pretty little pussy.”

He dropped a kiss over the satiny material covering me. “Mine to taste whenever I want.”

I shivered as he yanked my panties down and pulled one of my legs over his shoulder. I was open and vulnerable in this position, depending upon Christian to hold me up. But I didn’t worry about falling. I trusted him to take care of me. To give me almost more pleasure than I could handle while also keeping me safe. And he didn’t make me wait long for it, either. His fingers trailed up my inner thighs and headed straight for my pussy, spreading it open. Then he leaned in, his warm breath a sharp contrast to the cool air before he licked up my center. My fingers dug into his scalp, using him for balance as my legs quickly began to quiver. Face buried in my pussy, he firmed his grip on my hips to help hold me steady.

“Christian,” I panted. “I’m so close.”

“Give it to me, love. Let go and come. I promise to give you more,” he urged.

Sinking a finger inside me, he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked. The gentle pressure was exactly what I needed, making me fly apart. My knees started to give but before I could hit the floor, Christian lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung to him as he walked us to the couch set against the wall directly across the room. He laid me down, removing his pants and boxers before following me.

“The way you taste,” he whispered in my ear. “I’ll never get enough.”

“Don’t expect me to complain. Not when your mouth and tongue are so damn clever.”

His chest brushed against mine as he chuckled. “I won’t let you forget you said that; not even fifty years from now.” His fingers drifted down to my pussy, sinking two inside me. “Because when I say never, I mean it.”

As crazy as it sounded, I believed him—more than that, I agreed. When I thought of my future now, he was front and center.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, enjoying the way his body covered mine. It made me feel safe. And loved. “You’d better, because I’m holding you to it.”

He pulled his fingers from my body and guided his hard length to my entrance. Pushing forward, he dropped his forehead against mine and whispered against my lips, “It’s like coming home when I’m inside you. Every time, better than the last.”

He kissed me softly, nibbling my lips as he sunk all the way in. “You fit me so perfectly. Like you were made just for me.”

Tears filled my eyes at how beautiful this moment was. “And you for me.”

“There isn’t a single doubt in my mind that we were meant for each other.”

I reached up, cupping his cheeks as I tugged his head lower to claim his lips. Sealing our love with a passionate kiss as our bodies began to move in earnest. His hips picked up speed and his cock thrust in and out of me, bottoming out on each drive and not giving me any time to recover before he was back again. What had started as sweet love-making quickly turned into a primal claiming. It was hard and fast as we raced towards our mutual pleasure.

Scoring my nails up his back, I dug in as my orgasm ripped through me. His groans filled my ears as he followed me over, rocking his hips so he could ride out his own release. When we’re both done, he collapsed against me, quickly rolling us so that I was sprawled across his body.

“Holy shit,” I breathed out when my heart finally stopped racing.

“You can say that again.”

I tilted my head back to look up at him, a huge grin spread across my face. “Let’s do it again, and I will.”

His eyes lit up as he chuckled. “Give me a few minutes to recover, and then we can christen another room in our new home.”

“Each and every one before we’re done?” I suggested, winking at him.

“You can count on it, darling.”

I snuggled into his chest. “Since we own the whole building, I’m pretty sure that would include all the apartments.”

“I guess if you’re going to be technical about it,” he drawled.

“I suppose we’d better move in as soon as possible. Just so we have enough time to properly christen them all.”

His arms tightened around me. “I hope tomorrow is soon enough for you because that’s when I scheduled the movers. They’ll bring over the rest of your stuff and pick up anything we order at the furniture store where we have an appointment in the morning.”

I probably shouldn’t have let him get away with rearranging my whole life, but that was a battle I could always try to fight another day. Maybe...since I actually enjoyed when my sexy professor took charge. “Tomorrow’s perfect.”